Here’s a few random photos I’ve taken over the last few days. The one above and immediately below were taken this evening, and were in fact the reason of this post…the sunset was so incredible–even on a cold night and in an inner city–that I felt the need to share it. They were both taken looking west, down Virginia Street (aka Calle Virginia), on Buffalo’s Lower West Side. The next photo was taken last evening while grocery shopping on my bike. An entire murder of crows flew overhead–hundreds of them–and while it looked graceful and beautiful it also freaked me out a bit because of the intelligence they are said to have. Below that is nothing more than a manhole cover in the snow that I took just after our but brief recent storm. And lastly, when exiting a store this evening I noticed everything had a glow to it…it was one of those incredible moments just before the sun really begins to set but it’s no longer full daylight and it’s angle casts a hue across everything. Anyhow, I looked up and saw the perfectly straight line of a jet cutting through a blue but pink tinted winter sky. I took out my camera in the parking lot and snapped a few pictures, my favorite is the one you see. I find myself looking skyward a lot these days; not sure why, I just do. And it’s interesting, I think, if one person looks up, so do others around them. And that is exactly what happened tonight as I stood in the parking lot on a cold winter’s eve taking photos. As people passed they looked up. A few looked at me as if I were a bit crazy (which I may be, but who cares) and a few commented how beautiful it looked. And it was. As usual, click any photo for a larger view.